Celebrate My Life

Big up every ghetto youth weh a dig road rough Rather yo wipe car glass or load bus Taxi man meck yo money run robot Coil haffi tick up in a mama hand fold up Life nuh well but wi a meck it work Ghetto youth, nuff a mi friend dem mi si gone in a dirt No God, mi nuh waan si no more face pon T-Shirt God know, and who feels it knows it hurt And that's why wi glad wi street smart Jah know we nuh weak Countless nights out a road wi a sleep Still a give thanks although mi nuh see it Mama hide and bwal nuh waan wi know shi a weep Tek wi hand turn fashion when hungry a beat Chicken back, turn cornmeal a dweet Mi love fi si the unity when party a keep Ghetto life meck mi know life sweet Yuh si me Mi a gwaan celebrate my life You si me Although nothing naw gwaan Mi still alright Dawg yuh si me, me, me, me, me Yuh si me, me, me, me, me Yuh si me Mi a gwaan celebrate my life Cause wi have one life to live Live it up Ghetto youths hold the faith Better days a go come Suh don't give up Mi know this suh me can tell you This a nuh shop talk mi a sell you Ghetto youths fi rich like Carmelo Pocket nuh fi soft like marshmallow